I Hate You, Niall Horan.
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Last published Tue, Mar 18, 2014
It was summer of 2009 and I had just turned 16. Never would I had guess that I'd be where I am today. He wrecked me and made me go through hell. I will never forgive you. I hate you Niall Horan.
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